Phnom Penh - Cambodia

Photos are from this March, when I was visiting Phnom Penh, where I see a lot of contradiction between ruralism and urbanism.

My Love

Feeling blue just to looking at the moon

Wishing to see my love but can only do is mooning around

Losing my self bit by bit because I'm falling in love with the moon

My darling, you are my love, my moon, and my world…

It's life

It's a life you planned, it's a life you chose

It's meant to be but after choices you have made

It's a true sorrow or fake happiness, you know, you face

It's a thought, it's an action, it's a responsibility,

It's something that you chose, made and face.

Let it heals

Carrying my broken heart back to where its story began.

Whining and crying to the hopeless dream and unfulfilled self.

Unforgettable memory drown deep within my heart melt.

No regret, no words, but have to shelve and let it heals.

You and Me...

You and me we're meant to be

Walking free in harmony

One fine day we'll fly away

Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day

In this day and age it's so easy to stress

'Cause people are strange and you can never second guess

In order to love child we got to be strong

I'm caught in the crossfire why can't we get along

I'm having a daydream, we're getting somewhere

I'm kissing your lips and running fingers through your hair

I'm as nervous as you 'bout making it right

Though we know we were wrong, we can't give up the fight, oh no

'Cause you and me we're meant to be

Walking free in harmony

One fine day we'll run away

Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day

You and me we're meant to be

Walking free in harmony

One fine day we'll fly away

Don't you know that Rome wasn't built in a day

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(By Morcheeba - Rome Wasn't Built in a Day)